Absolutely not my father

There was no sound in the dim palace, the skylight above the head cast a ray of dim sunlight, illuminating a gray stone platform. On the stone platform sat a young man cross-legged, with red clothes scattered on the jade platform, like the flowers in full bloom in the valley of no one. mandala.

The young man is not very old, but only thirteen or fourteen years old, but his appearance has already begun to show, crescent moon eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, white jade face, cinnabar lips, exquisite like the person in the painting.

If it wasn't for the coldness in his eyes, he would be a handsome young man, with seven points of elegance when he is not smiling, but only one point after showing his face, and the remaining nine points are all beautiful.

This young man is exactly Luo Fan. More than ten years have passed since Ling Juebi went into seclusion. Over the years, Luo Fan grew up under Mu Yi's care. Only one step away from building the foundation.

After sitting quietly for half an hour, Luo Wen let out a breath, put away his hand gestures, and the light ball floating in front of him immediately fell into his hands, turning into a transparent spar, which was smaller than when Luo Wen was just meditating.

This spar is called Yuanjing. Yuanjing contains a kind of energy generated by heaven and earth, which can help monks to purify their spiritual power. Using Yuanjing is much easier than cultivators purifying their own spiritual power, and the effect is also better.

For a rare pure spirit body like Luo Yan, the purer the spiritual power he cultivated, the better. Therefore, every time Luo Yan practiced for a period of time over the years, he would use Yuan Jing to strengthen his cultivation.Not surprisingly, he will be able to build a foundation after he consumes this piece of primordial crystal.

Putting the spar into the Qiankun bag, Luo Yan simply tidied up his robes, walked down the stone platform, closed the spirit gathering array, and walked straight out of the practice room.

As expected, Mu Yi was waiting for him in the hall, Zixia served a cup of tea and left.

Over the years, my father was in seclusion, and my master was obsessed with refining weapons, and he also retreated after giving him a book of exercises. Apart from Zixia, only Mu Yi was left beside Luo Fan.

If there is a problem with the cultivation method, go to the big brother, if you need training materials, go to the big brother, if you have anything to do, you can go to the big brother, Luo Yan can be said to be pulled by Mu Yi, because the relationship between the two is better than other brothers in the sect. Well, Luo Jian has always regarded Mu Yi as his elder brother.

Seeing Luo Fan coming out, Mu Yi immediately stood up and walked towards Luo Fan.

"Why did you retreat for so long this time? I thought there was something wrong with you."

Luo Yan retreated for half a year this time, which is indeed a long time compared to his previous practice, so it is no wonder that Mu is also worried.

"Sorry for worrying my brother."

Luo Yan looked at Mu Yi with a trace of apology in his eyes.

After so many years, Mu Yi has grown into a handsome young man, Luo Fan's height just reached his chest, when Luo Fan looked up at him, Mu Yi seemed to be able to see through those clear eyes, Looking at the bottom of the eyes, there is the Asura Realm full of mandalas.

The feeling of deja vu made Mu Yi dazed for a moment, for a moment, he thought he saw that person again.

"Brother?"

Luo Yan called out softly, feeling a little helpless in his heart, the time Mu Yi was distracted in front of him was really getting longer and longer, he always felt that Mu Yi looked at him a little strangely, as if he was looking at another person through him.

"Um"

Awakened by Luo Jian's voice, Mu Yi came back to his senses, and shook his head annoyed, how could he have such an idea?It is clear that the person Luo Jian is not similar at all, not to mention that person is irreplaceable in his heart.

"Brother, what are you doing here to find me?"

"Well, I'll bring you this."

Mu also handed the Qiankun bag to Luo Wen, and Luo Wen shook out three crystals from it, each of which was the size of an egg, with a crystal-clear color, and they were high-quality primordial crystals.

"Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you. I can ask Zixia to pick it up in the future, so I won't make another trip."

"It's all right, it's only a quarter of an hour, and..."

"what?"

"fine."

Mu Yi stroked Luo Wen's hair, smiled slightly, and swallowed the last sentence. After all, Luo Wen was not that person, even if he lied to him, he couldn't change the fact that that person left.

"Today happens to be the beginning of the month, and I'm going to the main hall to meet my father, do you want to come together?"

For more than ten years, although Ling Juebi has not been able to retreat, Luo Fan will go to pay his respects once a month. Every time, Luo Fan speaks alone and then leaves. Ling Juebi has never responded.

"it is good"

Anyway, as long as it was Luo Fan's request, Mu Yi would agree no matter what, so the two went to the main hall together. Because of the barrier of the barrier, Luo Fan could not see Ling Juebi, and could only send out a sound transmission talisman.

Luo Wen stood outside the hall for a quarter of an hour, and like many times before, Ling Juebi did not reply.

"Brother, let's go."

Luo Fan turned around and said to Mu Yi, and then walked outside.

"The suzerain is afraid that the cultivation has reached a critical time, and there is no time to reply. I will meet you when the suzerain leaves the customs."

Mu was also worried that Luo Yan would be sad, so she hurriedly comforted her. After all, Luo Fan came every month, and it was obvious that she cared about the suzerain, but the suzerain was a fickle person. It is normal for Luo to be disappointed and sad in the long run.

Mu Yi said this many times, but Luo Jian just shook his head. In fact, he didn't care about Ling Juebi's attitude, he just did what he should do, and whether he would accept it or not was out of his consideration.

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After Luo Yan and Mu Yi left, Ling Juebi in the practice room suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the ball of light floating in front of him. His eyes were a little unclear, and he didn't need to guess who sent this thing.

The contents of the Sound Transmission Talisman are always the same every time. The young man first asked himself how he was, said a few words of concern, and then introduced his recent situation, and these recent situations are nothing more than cultivation-leveling-practice...It is extremely boring.

Sometimes Ling Juebi was amazed at his growing patience. Not only did he click on the sound transmission of such nonsense, but he also patiently listened to it.But he is not a person whose patience will be extended indefinitely. He is also tired of continuous sound transmission for so many years.

Slapping down the light ball casually, intending to ignore it, Ling Juebi closed his eyes and continued to practice the unsuccessful exercises.

But this time he couldn't get into concentration right away, and he always felt that something was wrong, that there was something he didn't do, and this feeling kept disturbing his mood.

……

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Juebi opened his eyes in displeasure, and first threw a formation plate on the edge of the barrier, so that even the sound transmission talisman could not fly in, then he called the sound transmission talisman to his side, and turned on the light ball. The young man said coldly The voice came out, but this time, Ling Juebi heard something different.

The young man has reached the stage of voice change, his originally soft voice has become a little hoarse, and there is a strange feeling in his ears.

Ling Juebi's heart moved, but there was no expression on his face.After listening to the sound transmission, Ling Juebi raised his hand to crush the sound transmission talisman as usual, but he paused when he started, and after thinking about it, he threw it into the Qiankun bag.

After finishing all this, Ling Juebi closed his eyes to practice again, and the practice room returned to silence.

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